Ok. It's official. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince is finished. And it's available for preorder on Amazon. And it's due in bookstores on the 16th of July at midnight. I'm very excited. July can't come quickly enough. Not that I won't enjoy the rest of the year here in the Boston area, or anything.
I actually am very content here. I was falling asleep the other night -- Friday night to be exact -- and realized that Bil and I have been dating now for 2 1/2 years, and engaged for a year and a half of that time. Crazy how time flies when you're having fun. . . and I have been. Bil's even had a couple of haircuts since then. Just a couple, but I'm really not picky. He's got beautiful hair when he takes care of it.
We're celebrating fake Christmas in our house today, the shortest day of the year. We exchanged all of our presents and Bil seems to like the new cell phone and the set of the Curb Your Enthusiasm second season DVDs I bought him. I'm in love with the beautiful necklace and earrings that he gave me and I'm very excited about the Return of the King Extended edition boxed set.
Our flatmates, J. and E. showered each other with gifts. Bil and I only got a couple of things for each other, but then, we give gifts often. Not big things, not stuff that costs a whole lot, just little tokens: he uncomplainingly does the laundry because I hate doing it, I pick him up sweaters and jackets that I've seen him eye at the Gap (I do wait 'til they're on sale and get my discount). We drop each other off at work when we can.
When I get down, because I feel like I never get to see him, or spend any quality time with him because he's off in a play at night and we're both working during the day, I think about these tokens, about the jacket that I just bought him that I can't wait for him to come home and see, about the fresh laundry that he's found time to do. I realize that even when we're not seeing a whole lot of each other, we're still in our hearts and on our minds. What is love, if not that?
We're off to California in the morning. We will see my parents, and his, and all of the friends we left behind six months ago. And we'll get to see our cats. Finally. I've missed their warm presence for too long. I need to confirm with the airline that I'll be bringing them back out here with me when I fly home in January. And back to reality; out of my head. And out to buy some cat food and fixin's for a very Cajun "Christmas" dinner.
That is all.
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